The children were chattering away, completely ignoring the teachers, and surrounding Wei Mo, constantly asking him questions.
Upon seeing this, Grandpa Yu quickly went to Wei Mo's side. He chuckled at his eldest grandson, patted him on the head, and then said:
"Grandson, these children will be in your care from now on. Let them get used to it first, and then get them to listen to their teachers. I'm leaving this to you."
Wei Mo felt a headache coming on from the commotion, but he still nodded to his grandfather and then shouted at the group of children:
"All of you, quiet down and stop arguing. If you keep arguing, I'll get angry and never play with you again."
These mischievous kids aren't afraid of being beaten up, but if Wei Mo doesn't play with them, they'll immediately listen to him.
After Wei Mo finished shouting, the children gradually quieted down, and Zhou Fen, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but give Wei Mo a thumbs up.
Wang Ling, who is also pregnant, is especially enthusiastic about the children.
As she looked at the lively and active children, she began to think about the little baby in her belly.
Seeing that the children had completely quieted down, Wei Mo shouted at them again:
"From now on, everyone must listen to the teachers. If anyone doesn't, we won't play with them anymore."
The children nodded in agreement, supporting every decision Wei Mo made. After all, Wei Mo was their eldest brother, and they were all loyal and righteous people.
Seeing that the children had quieted down, the old man began to divide them into classes. But just as he was dividing the classes, another accident happened. All the children wanted to be in the same class as Wei Mo. The original plan was that with so many children and three teachers, each teacher would be responsible for one class.
Since none of us have any foundation, we're all in first grade. We can start a second grade program later when some children have improved their skills.
If children from other nearby villages also come, we'll need to recruit a few more teachers.
This was planned in advance, after all, Mr. Yu also attaches great importance to the children's education.
Looking at all these noisy children, Wei Mo felt a mix of happiness and unease as he tried to get close to just one of them.
After thinking it over and over, he shouted at the group of children:
"My eldest sister is in Class 1, and she's number 1. Whoever studies well gets to go."
“My second sister is in Class Two; all the well-behaved students go there.”
"I'm in Class 3. If any troublemakers end up in my class, I'll deal with them."
The children hesitated slightly after hearing Wei Mo's words, and then several girls went to Wei Xiaohui and Wei Xiaomin respectively.
Grandpa Yu and several teachers listened to Wei Mo's opinion, but Wei Mo was so influential that he still had the most people on his side.
Wei Xiaomin pouted unhappily, but she cheered up after hearing what Wei Mo said next.
"My eldest and second eldest sisters are the class monitors of the other two classes. From now on, you all have to listen to them."
Then Wei Mo picked out a few girls from the extra students in his class and assigned them to the classes of his two older sisters.
Several girls were clearly reluctant to go, but Wei Mo had already said that they could go back if they ranked in the top few.
They could only nod. Wei Mo breathed a sigh of relief after the classes were assigned. Next came the assignment of teachers.
However, there were only three teachers, so they were allowed to choose for themselves, and Wei Mo's teacher was Aunt Zhou Fen.
Everyone finally entered the school and, led by the three Wei siblings, were assigned their seats.
The three class monitors did a great job, which saved the teachers a lot of trouble.
Moreover, these children are more willing to listen to Wei Mo and his two siblings, since Wei Mo usually leads them in playing.
After the seats were assigned, the teachers prepared to start their lessons. The first lesson taught by Aunt Zhou Fen was about what 1+1 equals.
Wei Mo felt a headache coming on. He suddenly felt that coming to elementary school was a mistake, and it was too humiliating for him!
However, this question seemed to stump quite a few students. Wei Mo found it amusing. Looking at his classmates who were making frequent mistakes, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Zhou didn't punish Wei Mo too much.
She didn't even mention Wei Mo. If it weren't for Wei Mo, the classroom would definitely be in complete chaos right now.
Seeing that the children couldn't even count, Wei Mo thought for a moment and then suggested to Zhou Fen:
"Aunt Zhou Fen, let's teach them to count first. They can't even count, how can they know what 1+1 equals?"
The children's levels of knowledge acquisition varied significantly.
Therefore, we can only start with the simplest thing: counting numbers. If an eight or nine-year-old child in later generations couldn't count, that would be simply impossible.
Listening to his classmates making frequent mistakes in counting, Wei Mo could only bury his head in his desk and secretly laugh at them.
The children were most excited during recess. When the teacher announced the end of get out of class, all the children gathered around Wei Mo, and even students from the two neighboring classes ran over.
There are no clocks or bells for class now, so the teacher decides how long the get out of class ends.
Seeing so many children surrounding him, Wei Mo thought for a moment and then spoke to them:
"Everyone, come with me outside. We're going to play tug-of-war. Each class will be a team, and we'll see which class can win first place."
The children were very excited when they heard this, and they all followed Wei Mo to the so-called playground. In fact, there was no playground. There were only a few classrooms here, and the surrounding area was very empty, but it had been leveled.
Wei Mo went directly to Zhou Fen and asked her to help find a long rope. Since the school was not far from the brigade headquarters, Zhou Fen retrieved a long, thick hemp rope from the brigade headquarters.
Once the thick hemp rope was in Wei Mo's hands, he tied a piece of red cloth around it, drew two thick lines under his feet, and then began to make arrangements.
Have each class stand on one side, and whoever pulls the red rope to their side wins.
The children were overjoyed to hear this. Nowadays, children are very competitive, and they all mustered their energy and came to their classroom.
Because Wei Mo is from Class 3, the first competition will be between Wei Xiaomin and Wei Xiaohui's classes.
Each class has more than ten children, and the two leading the class are Wei Xiaomin and Wei Xiaohui.
Although Wei Xiaohui is a quiet person, she has a strong sense of honor and wants to help her class win first place.
She encouraged her classmates from the side:
"Let's all cheer each other on! We want to be number one. We are Class 1, so we must get first place. Let's all work together in a bit."
Children nearby chimed in, saying to Wei Xiaohui:
"Okay, class monitor, don't worry. We're going to get first place. We're going to beat Wei Mo in a bit."
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